06/18/2013
Chnokfir
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Chnokfir
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Like father, like son
For some years now, it is my job as a good son to gift my father with a new after shave on occasions like birthday, Christmas and Father's Day. This is not only because I have a slight affinity with perfumes and have good sources where to buy, but also because my dad does not want to deal with all those current citric and sweet men's fragrances. Most of the modern scents he does not like at all. Something classic it has to be - but please, not every year the same scent! The search had become increasingly difficult over the past 20 years.
In a place that I would never have thought to see a fragrance, at a local Manufactum store, I found Alt-Innsbruck. I had almost overlooked the rather nondescript bottle, had there not been the name on the label and my brain cells in a split second made the connection to Innsbruck as the birthplace of my father. Furthermore, my dear Mr. Papa is only two valse beats older than this fragrance. So, rather as a gag than a real gift, the cologne was acquired - without much testing - as a tester was nowhere to be found. But the first scent molecules which made their way out of the confines of the carton into the open air promised a tart scent of Old School heritage. Hurray!
Simple is the scent presentation - from A to Z. A plain black box, a rectangular glass bottle with a plain top and a yellow gold liquid. An old fashioned sticker in purple and gold with the name "Alt-Innsbruck" and as the only decoration, a small sign of a gold roof, the ever present Innsbruck "Goldenes Dachl" emblem. If you want to spend a few Euros more for the spray pump, you get an impressive rubber ball pump where the dosage is easily controllable. That they still have something like that...!?
The labeling announces what in a few seconds will reach your nose: Alcohol, water, Virginia tobacco, menthol and otherwise nothing! The menthol absolutely takes your breath away if you have not already been in shock how cool your skin has become after this relentless attack. After coming out from that first shock, you try to decipher the composition of this scent. There seems to be alcohol, merciless cold menthol and absolutely nothing else! Only after a while a little tobacco is venturing through and slowly spreading. If it were not for that menthol note, I would be reminded and dreaming of those tobacco fields in the Southern United States, where I spent a few years in my youth, and was getting acquainted with those endless plantations in Virginia, Carolina, Kentucky and Tennessee. The fragrance stays bold and fresh with a tart sweetness throughout the whole day.
This scent is anything but subtle, but with the spray pump you can easily control the dosage. If you choose to use this as an after shave, you may give it a thought to weigh your own pleasure against an assault at the sensitive nostrils of your fellow human beings. This fragrance truly wraps around you like a cloud and does not let go until your next shower.
Meanwhile, I also love this fragrance and it is a wonderful and reliable companion year in, year out. Unfortunately, I can only rarely decide to share it with my fellow human beings in the office, in the cinema or the theater. And yet, to even imagine or wish for a "light" version of Alt-Innsbruck? No way.
(Translation: Pipette)
In a place that I would never have thought to see a fragrance, at a local Manufactum store, I found Alt-Innsbruck. I had almost overlooked the rather nondescript bottle, had there not been the name on the label and my brain cells in a split second made the connection to Innsbruck as the birthplace of my father. Furthermore, my dear Mr. Papa is only two valse beats older than this fragrance. So, rather as a gag than a real gift, the cologne was acquired - without much testing - as a tester was nowhere to be found. But the first scent molecules which made their way out of the confines of the carton into the open air promised a tart scent of Old School heritage. Hurray!
Simple is the scent presentation - from A to Z. A plain black box, a rectangular glass bottle with a plain top and a yellow gold liquid. An old fashioned sticker in purple and gold with the name "Alt-Innsbruck" and as the only decoration, a small sign of a gold roof, the ever present Innsbruck "Goldenes Dachl" emblem. If you want to spend a few Euros more for the spray pump, you get an impressive rubber ball pump where the dosage is easily controllable. That they still have something like that...!?
The labeling announces what in a few seconds will reach your nose: Alcohol, water, Virginia tobacco, menthol and otherwise nothing! The menthol absolutely takes your breath away if you have not already been in shock how cool your skin has become after this relentless attack. After coming out from that first shock, you try to decipher the composition of this scent. There seems to be alcohol, merciless cold menthol and absolutely nothing else! Only after a while a little tobacco is venturing through and slowly spreading. If it were not for that menthol note, I would be reminded and dreaming of those tobacco fields in the Southern United States, where I spent a few years in my youth, and was getting acquainted with those endless plantations in Virginia, Carolina, Kentucky and Tennessee. The fragrance stays bold and fresh with a tart sweetness throughout the whole day.
This scent is anything but subtle, but with the spray pump you can easily control the dosage. If you choose to use this as an after shave, you may give it a thought to weigh your own pleasure against an assault at the sensitive nostrils of your fellow human beings. This fragrance truly wraps around you like a cloud and does not let go until your next shower.
Meanwhile, I also love this fragrance and it is a wonderful and reliable companion year in, year out. Unfortunately, I can only rarely decide to share it with my fellow human beings in the office, in the cinema or the theater. And yet, to even imagine or wish for a "light" version of Alt-Innsbruck? No way.
(Translation: Pipette)
